Summary: Sometimes friends (and patrons at the library) ask me to find old, out of print, and perhaps peculiar books. Sometimes this search takes me to peculiar places. This is one of those times...
Trying to help a friend find a book, I found this...um...science fiction "romance"
BLOT: (21 Sep 2012 - 02:10:14 PM)
Trying to help a friend find a book, I found this...um...science fiction "romance"
I got an email from my friend Carey S., asking about helping her track down a book she read when she was younger. I think we came from similar biblio-availability backgrounds, in that our library was probably our most ready source of reading material (if not nearly the only one, outside of trips to bigger cities and the occasionally book-fair that where we probably didn't have a lot of money to spend) and our speculative fiction delight ran into a problem with smaller town libraries—mine would have been a bit smaller than hers—can sometimes get really damned obscure texts in such genres. What I am saying is, as a guy who once read a book two or three times about a girl staying with her grandfather in the woods and encountering deer-headed Jesus (practically a direct paraphrase of the plot, I swear) but has not been able to find it, since, I have a huge sympathy for the plight.
In this case, she mentioned a book about a girl on a ranch (possibly) who had a horse and encounters two crashed aliens (one of which is good, one of which is not) and there was some mention of a healing crystal and humans being the only species that sees constellations in the stars, and it was not enough to go on so I've appealed to her for a little bit more information. I've taken a few stabs here or there but have had no luck, but what I did find was this:
I tell you, it brought a smile to my face. Nearly every day at work has at least one odd moment, but I'd say that nearly counts for two.
Hiding from a black ops agency bent on saving the world from a threat that may not even exist, Len Furstin has taken a job as a reporter for the Sunny World Inquisiton [sic] Daily Letter (SWInDL), a batbaby and bigfoot type tabloid. In his guise as reporter, he seeks proof of alien visitations. When a young grad student desperate to reclaim her family's ranch offers to sell Furstin that proof, he follows her deep into a storm made up of unnatural lightning, wildfire, techno-ninjas, hormones, a soul-sick forest ranger, an coyote-hunting ostrich farmer, creepy coyotes, and a space alien. In the end, only one version of the story will be told -- the one told by the survivors.
Note, it has a coyote-hunting ostrich farmer and coyotes. And techno-ninjas and hormones. There you go.
Which is not, in any way, to suggest anything poor, bad, negative, desultory, or otherwise derogatory about
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